Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 110 The Superhuman's Unique Feeling of Relaxation

Monday morning, 9:00 AM.

On the C753 train bound for Chengdu.

outside the window.

Countless telephone poles and the gray-blue mountain shadows receded into a streamline across the fields.

inside the car.

Chen Baiyu was leaning back in his train seat, resting with his eyes closed.

To be precise, it is an attempt to perform the Senro visualization method in a non-meditative state.

The occasional movement of people in the aisle beside me created a gust of air, the hushed noise of passengers talking in the distance, and the rhythmic clanging and clicking of the train itself blended together into a background sound.

There were even two kids sitting next to me playing games and discussing, "Han Xin has blue and red buffs in the early game, getting a double kill is no problem."

For an ordinary person, entering a state of mental tranquility and communion with the laws of nature in such an environment would be nothing short of a fantasy.

Because this is a world apart from the environment of sitting quietly and meditating in the deep mountains.

But Chen Baiyu was no ordinary person.

His physical and mental abilities are both 7.5 times the limits of ordinary people. While this allows him to capture more complex information more easily due to his superior senses, it also gives him stronger and more precise control, enabling him to use a subconscious filter to block out most useless information.
and.

Last night, after that annoying episode subsided.

Chen Baiyu didn't sleep all night, immersing himself in visualizing the blazing sun in his sea of ​​consciousness, and also gained more proficiency in the Senluo visualization method.

He no longer forced himself to immediately grasp the new rules, but instead repeatedly "chewed" on the rhythm of light and heat that he could only reach in a quiet environment.

Experience the subtle trajectory of the magic flowing naturally in a state of visualization.

It was difficult at first.

Just as one sinks into the depths of their mind and sketches out the nascent form of the sun radiating pure light and scorching essence, a violent jolt of the car or a sudden, loud argument from children in the back seat can easily blur those fragile lines of thought.

He immediately fell out of the deep meditation state.

Every failure.

A slight dizziness will come from the depths of your consciousness, which is a sign of severe mental exhaustion.

But he did not get discouraged.

The 7.5 times increase in mental strength brings not only a greater quantity of energy, but also astonishing resilience and recovery speed.

The fatigue after each failure is naturally soothed and replenished within a few breaths by the surging magical energy and powerful mental strength within the body.

He continued to try.

Like maneuvering a small boat in a raging storm.

"Focus...strip away the distractions...find that point...synchronize with the rhythm of the great sun..."

Chen Baiyu silently recited the key points he had grasped.

He does not try to block out all external noises; that is not the kind of spiritual practice he seeks, whether walking, sitting, or lying down.

He seeks a dynamic balance, allowing his own meditative rhythm to adapt to and even encompass external fluctuations. Like a rock standing in a turbulent current, though constantly being eroded, its core remains unmoved.

gradually.

A strange sense of familiarity began to emerge.

It's "muscle memory" left from repeated training last night and even longer ago.

When he painstakingly sketched and simulated the chaotic and intense nuclear fusion rhythm at the core of that great sun in his mental space once again, the phantom of that sun was once again revealed.

Originating from the inertia formed by repeated actions, it eventually produces an "anchoring" effect that transcends environmental interference.

a moment.

When the train passed through a gap in the rails, it made a loud "bang" that was barely perceptible to most people but very loud to him!

Just as the external interference reached its peak, Chen Baiyu's spirit burst forth like a spring that had been compressed to its limit.

Instead, they caught that fleeting moment of "stillness"!
The blazing sun deep within my soul, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse due to the shaking of the vehicle, suddenly had its chaotic core trajectory become clear and stable for a moment!
He held on!
Although extremely brief, perhaps only a few breaths.

The external disturbances quickly disrupted the fragile balance again, causing the light of the visualized sun to flicker once more, and the ascent of the upper limit of magic power almost came to a standstill.

but.

A surge of immense joy welled up within Chen Baiyu.

Become!

Although it was only for a fleeting moment, and though it was so insignificant, he did indeed successfully execute the Senluo Contemplation Technique for the first time in this non-tranquil, even high-speed and noisy environment, and drew upon the power of the laws to expand the upper limit of his magic power!
This proves that his approach is correct. As long as he continues, it will be like polishing a stubborn stone with the patience of water dripping on it.

He will eventually be able to communicate with heaven and earth at any time even in the bustling city, truly achieving the state of "living long by consuming qi, and cultivating oneself whether walking or lying down".

"very good……"

Chen Baiyu's tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He did not continue to force himself to maintain the state, but slowly withdrew the mental energy that was being severely depleted, allowing himself to completely withdraw from this state of deep meditation.

When Chen Baiyu opened her eyes again.

His eyes remained clear, but a faint trace of weariness flashed deep within them, which was then washed away and smoothed out by the powerful magic within him.

He moved his neck slightly, which was a little stiff from maintaining the posture for a long time, and made a soft sound.

at the same time.

The surrounding noise seemed to recede like a tide suddenly rushing back in: the sharp shouts of children arguing about game strategies, the hushed whispers of passengers, the tireless grinding of metal on the train tracks, and even the low hum of the air conditioning system...

Suddenly, it was as if an invisible hand had precisely removed the filter, and the sound rushed into his ear with several times the usual clarity and force.

Chen Baiyu blinked and readjusted.

then.

Feeling that everything around him was as usual, he took out his phone, opened a popular MOBA mobile game, and tapped on the red dots for various events.

He was clearly preparing for a small timi.

Although the physical and mental exhaustion would recover soon, Chen Baiyu did not intend to immerse himself in cultivation on the train indefinitely.

He wasn't some kind of ascetic.

Replacing sleep with meditation every night is actually enough to satisfy my needs.

He has no pressure to survive.

So there's no rush to cultivate yourself, and no need to push yourself so hard.

Using superhuman physical abilities to look down on everyone from a superior perspective, and using superhuman physical abilities to enjoy an unprecedented new life, is the most comfortable way for a normal person to live.

While thinking.

Chen Baiyu picked up the Mixue Ice Cream Lemon Tea from the small table and took a sip.

The phone screen also showed that an opponent had been matched with.

After Chen Baiyu pressed the "Confirm Preparation" button, he was taken to the hero selection screen.

He randomly chose Luna, a jungler he didn't usually play.

This hero requires some skill; he couldn't play him at all before.

But now.

This type of hero, whose skill ceiling is high enough if played well, is very suitable for him.

The subsequent game went much as he had predicted.

Consciousness is not taken into account.

Simply relying on the ultimate skill.

He basically gets a lot of kills in low-elo games.

In the first game, the opponent surrendered at six minutes. Chen Baiyu checked that there was still some time before arrival, so he casually clicked to start matchmaking again.

During the hero selection process, he drank milk tea while looking out the window.

Talk about it.

Chen Baiyu didn't seem to be going out for revenge. Instead, it looked like she was going on a picnic.

He seemed to have melted into the cheap blue velvet chair, his shoulders slumped and his spine naturally curved into an almost lazy arc.

Those eyes, which had just contemplated the blazing sun and contained power far beyond that of ordinary people, now calmly reflected the changing light and shadow on the phone screen as the fingertips lightly tapped and slid across it.

Occasionally, my gaze would sweep across the intricate lines outside the window, without anxiety or urgency, only a vastness as tranquil as the deep sea.

The power within his body circulated on its own like a warm ocean current, nourishing his slightly depleted spirit.

That sense of peace, stemming from absolute control over one's own power, made each breath as steady and long as the silent, flowing clouds in the mountains.

This completely separated him from the surrounding passengers, who were either tired or in a hurry.

The relaxed feeling emanating from him made you think that if this guy didn't drink Mixue Ice Cream, his accent would definitely be "Ce Na Xiang Wu Ning, Ala Shanghai Yin".

Soon.

Chen Baiyu looked at her phone screen and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

My teammates are terrible.

However, the limitations of mobile phone operation are limited.

He used every trick in the book to finally manage to destroy all three of the opponent's high ground defense towers.

Just as we were about to press our advantage,

The train suddenly entered the tunnel.

Chen Baiyu's vision was naturally unaffected; he could still clearly see what the dark tunnel outside looked like through the window.

However, the cell phone signal was clearly affected.

Looking at the game displaying a network fluctuation of 460, he rolled his eyes helplessly, then put his phone aside and started drinking lemonade.

Even without considering network fluctuations...

Even with near-script-level skills, a lack of awareness can't guarantee a winning streak in this game; teammates will drag you down faster than you can imagine.

This time, being able to push to the enemy's high ground defense tower with four teammates who had negative scores can be said to be an all-out effort.

His decision to use CS live streaming to make money and incidentally complete his earning task was also carefully considered.

Because the upper limit of mobile phones is actually quite limited, they don't offer the same level of differentiation as computers.

On the computer, he has the power to create a gap between himself and ordinary people that allows him to easily amass wealth.

While thinking.

The train passes through the tunnel.

Light was restored to the carriage, and cell phone signals returned to normal.

The announcement that the train is about to arrive at Chengdu East Railway Station sounds.

【ding dong~】

[Attention passengers, your train C753, traveling from Suining to Chengdu East, is about to arrive at Chengdu East Station.]

The train is scheduled to arrive at 9:30 AM. Please double-check your belongings...

Chen Baiyu glanced at her phone screen.

As the network fluctuation subsided and the screen returned to normal, our own crystal was destroyed by the enemy's marksman, and the game ended there.

"In the end, even divine power cannot prevail against fate! Oh, vast heavens, how could you be so cruel to me?"

He casually made some comments.

Chen Baiyu put her phone in her pocket, preparing to get off the bus.

The train smoothly glided into Chengdu East Station.

The screeching sound of metal brake pads rubbing against the tracks was swallowed up by the clamor of the huge station hall.

As Chen Baiyu stepped off the train with the flow of people, the warm July breeze, carrying the city's heat and the unique atmosphere of the crowd, rushed towards her.

With a quick glance, he cut through the bustling crowd and pinpointed the figure craning his neck to look out on the platform—Zhang Yuanzhi.

"Baiyu! Over here!"

Zhang Yuanzhi also saw him, and with a warm smile on his face, he quickly came forward to greet him, naturally wanting to take Chen Baiyu's luggage.

Chen Baiyu slightly turned her body to avoid his hand.

He simply raised the slightly flat, dark-colored travel bag he was carrying in his right hand to indicate, "Brother Zhang, sorry to keep you waiting."

Zhang Yuanzhi's hand missed its target, and his eyes involuntarily scanned Chen Baiyu's shoulder and his only bag.

A hint of surprise appeared on his face: "Just... this one bag? You didn't bring any other luggage?"

Chen Baiyu's expression remained calm, and her tone was as usual: "Bringing some clothes is enough."

This morning around 7 a.m., he entrusted his dog to Aunt Zhang's care, and then boarded the train without any worries.

The luggage consisted of only a small package containing a change of clothes; no dangerous items such as entrenching tools, suitcases, or concentrated sulfuric acid were brought along.

Bringing those things along is just asking for trouble.

He never needed those external things.

The Thousand Illusion Mask, a magical item originating from a system quest, possesses the ability to transform into anything. Combined with his current terrifying reaction time, strength, speed, and perception, which are 7.5 times that of an ordinary person, it is the perfect weapon combination.

"Let's go, Brother Zhang."

Chen Baiyu took the first step.

He moved with a light step, as if he were truly just a visitor who had come to relax.

Zhang Yuanzhi snapped out of his daze and quickly followed, "Right, right, the car is waiting outside."

···········
The official hotel for the Chengdu Marathon is a modernly decorated, relatively well-equipped star-rated hotel in the city center.

As an important staff member of the event, Zhang Yuanzhi successfully brought Chen Baiyu in as a "volunteer to assist with photography and publicity".

A little after ten o'clock, Chen Baiyu checked into a comfortable single room.

The room is spacious and bright with a wide view.

Chen Baiyu casually placed the only travel bag on the luggage rack, her gaze seemingly unintentionally sweeping over the room's layout, including but not limited to the direction the windows faced, the door lock structure, the wall material, and so on.

I also recalled the locations of the fire exits, the layout of the surveillance cameras, and the location of the security booth across the street that I had seen along the way...

This information was imprinted into his brain as if it were engraved.

"How's it going? The conditions are alright, aren't they?"

"The pre-race preparations for each stage will officially begin early tomorrow morning. The media and athletes have already checked in, and the entire hotel is now filled with the atmosphere of the race."

Zhang Yuanzhi stood in the center of the room and spoke.

"Very good, thank you for the arrangements, Brother Zhang."

Chen Baiyu turned around and gave Zhang Yuanzhi a perfectly timed smile.

He walked to the window.

While seemingly looking at the back alley of the hotel downstairs and the city street scene in the distance, one's senses are actually being silently drawn in.

The noise from the lobby downstairs, the muffled sounds of guests talking on the phone in the next room, and the distant rumble of a waiter's cart in the corridor...

All of these sounds converged into his ears, forming a three-dimensional acoustic map.

Based on this information, he subconsciously devised a feasible plan and specific route for sneaking out.

"Hey, don't be so polite with me!"

"It's good that you're here. To be honest, I really wanted you to try running it. The course setup this time is fantastic..."

Zhang Yuanzhi walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and looked genuinely happy.

He had just started talking and was about to try his best to persuade this "self-taught genius" who, in his opinion, had unlimited potential but whom he could never quite grasp.

at this time.

A sudden ringtone interrupted him. Zhang Yuanzhi glanced apologetically at Chen Baiyu, then quickly pulled out his phone: "Hello? It's me, what?!"

(End of this chapter)